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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 1:59:34 GMT
The show opens with the normal pyro and shots of the crowd going crazy! The cameras pan to ringside, where we can see Kyle Cassidy and Adam LaRue sitting ringside. Adam LaRue: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Riot! My name is Adam LaRue, and you already know my commentary partner, Kyle Cassidy. Kyle Cassidy: That's right, Adam. We have an exciting night of action for you here in the United Center right here in Chicago, Illinois, starting off hot with Dante Diablo taking on "The Resident Asshole", Kasey Kash! Adam LaRue: Now I don't know how to feel about Kasey being punished for speaking out about his mistreatment here in XIX, but what I can tell you is that in our main event of the evening, we will see The Daughters of Darkness taking on The Wolves of Legion, now that is a matchup I cannot wait to see! Kyle Cassidy: Well all shows need to begin somewhere, and we're gonna start it off with Dante Diablo taking on Kasey Kash! ====================
Match One
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Dante Diablo is in the ring, awaiting his opponent, Kasey Kash. As “Reign of Darkness” hits the speakers in the arena, Kasey Kash hobbles out to the stage with a crutch under one arm, and a microphone in the other hand, he raises the mic to his lips and begins to talk.
Kasey Kash: This… this is bullshit! I’m still recovering from my match in the fucking TOKYO DOME… where I got cracked across my skull with a fucking cricket bat. I am NOT doing this fucking match… so, Dante, why don’t you just fuck off.
Dante just stands there, almost going to leave the ring and give chase to Kasey.
Kasey Kash: Whoa there cowboy, slow your fucking roll. Matter of fact, to make up for the face that I can't wrestle you tonight, I’ve gone and got you a late christmas gift… so… Merry Christmas, you big bald bitch.
As Kasey is talking, we can see a hooded figure jump into the ring, bundle of tubes in hand, before blasting Dante Diablo across the face with them as he turns around, instantly causing the demon to clutch at his eyes. Kasey laughs, throwing the crutch aside and limping down to the ramp. As Kasey hits the ring, three more hooded figures rush the ring and start putting the boots to Dante, with two of them picking him up to his knees, before hitting simultaneous knees to the face of Diablo, who just falls to the mat, defeated.
Kasey Kash: You see, Commish. I resent what you’re doing. I resent the fact that you hate me, that you don’t like me, I resent the fact that you got your prepubescent nephew to punish me by trying to feed me to this useless cunt. SO… I went out of my way… made a few phone calls… reunited the band.
The crowd pops slightly at the sound of that, Kasey smirks at this reaction.
Kasey Kash: BOYS, REVEAL YOURSELF.
The men, one by one, reveal their identities to the audience.
Kyle Cassidy: THAT’S… THATS J.T.M!
Adam LaRue: And that’s Chance Williams! What are The Career Killaz doing in XIX?!
Kyle Cassidy: THAT’S TYLER FUCKING MATTHEWS!
And as the last man reveals their identity, the arena pops like crazy.
Adam LaRue: THAT’S SWITCHBLXDE! THE STREET DOG! THE MURK SQUAD HAVE REUNITED HERE IN XIX!
Kasey, Tyler, Switch, Chance and J.T.M all hug in the center of the ring, before Kasey continues to speak.
Kasey Kash: THIS!... THIS RIGHT HERE IS A DECLARATION OF WAR ON ANYONE WHO WANTS TO FUCKIN FIGHT! ALL YOU CUNTS IN THE BACK ARE IN MOTHERFUCKING MURK SQUAD TERRITORY NOW, BITCH!
Throwing the mic down, Kasey throws up the Murk Squad hand gesture, followed by everyone else, before flipping off the audience as the cameras fade.
WINNER: No contest.====================
RINGSIDE
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Kyle Cassidy: I-... Did we just see what I think we saw?
Adam LaRue: If you mean we saw the reformation of one of the most powerful groups in the history of OATH Pro Wrestling? You're damn right you did! Finally! XIX is saved by Kasey Kash!
Kyle Cassidy: Whatever your views are on Kasey, we have to move on with the show! But first, we happen to have a video message from The Human Crustacean, Crab Ring Goon! God I love that guy!
==================== EARLIER ====================
We find the large crab man known as the Crab Ring Goon, scuttling along in the city. The odd man, wearing odd clothing (just his ring attire), while walking in a very odd manner, draws a lot of confused and concerned onlookers. Made even more confused and concerned when he begins screaming to himself.
CRG: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE HUMAN SPECIES! IT IS I, THE CRAB RING GOON, CHAMPION OF THE CRUSTACEAN RACE! I AM HERE TO EXPLAIN TO YOU WHY IT IS I AM HERE IN XIX WRESTLING!
A random passerby stops the crab man as he passes by.
Passerby: Bruh, why the fuck you scream-
CRG cuts him off by screaming incoherently at the man until he runs off in the other direction. The human crab gives the man a death glare until he is far enough away. Afterward, he continues stomping down the street.
CRG: AS THE RING GOON WAS SAYING BEFORE HE WAS SO RUDELY INTERRUPTED, I AM HERE TO USE XIX WRESTLING AS A PLATFORM TO SPREAD MY MESSAGE! AND MY MESSAGE IS THAT HUMANS MUST STOP KILLING MY PEOPLE! YOU SEE, ONE POINT FOUR MILLION TONS OF MY PEOPLE ARE CAPTURED AND CONSUMED EACH YEAR! MY BROTHERS, MY FRIENDS, ALL GONE FOR YOUR SELFISH NEEDS! HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THE CRAB RING GOON BROKE INTO YOUR HOUSE, GRABBED YOU FROM YOUR BED, RIPPED YOUR ARMS OFF, AND SLURPED YOUR DELICIOUS INSIDES?! WELL, THE CRAB RING GOON WOULD CERTAINLY WIND UP IN A HUMAN PRISON! NOW HOW IS THAT FAIR?!
A pair of passerby can be heard whispering to each other “who is he talking to?”, a question neither can answer.
CRG: AND SO, I IMPLORE THE PEOPLE OF XIX WRESTLING TO STAND BY ME AND FIGHT FOR THE RIGHTS OF MY BROTHERS! THAT MEANS THE RIGHTS OF CRABS, LOBSTERS, BARNACLES, KRILL, EVERY TYPE OF CRUSTACEAN! YOU GOTTA FIGHT! FOR YOUR RIGHT! TO CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB-
CRG is cut short when something catches his eyes and makes them go wide.
CRG: mother of god…
The Ring Goon breaks off course and stomps right up to and through the doors of an inconveniently placed Joe’s Crab Shack.
CRG: YOU ANIMALS!!! HOW COULD YOU?!?! DON’T YOU REALIZE YOU ARE EATING MY FAMILY?!
The hostess of the restaurant immediately calls the police as two larger waiters each grab an arm of the crab man and attempt to drag him out of the building. In the struggle, CRG notices a child eating a crab cake. He manages to break away from the men holding him back. He stomps toward the child and snatches the cake from the child’s hands.
CRG: JEFFERY! JEFFERY IS THAT YOU?! OH MY GOD, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU?!
The human crab spikes the crab cake like a football and grabs the child by her arms. He screams into her face.
CRG: HOW COULD YOU, CHILD?! HOW COULD YOU EAT MY BROTHER! YOU SICK FU-
Suddenly the crab’s eyes roll back in his head as a cop’s nightstick connects with his head, sending CRG crashing onto and through the table, causing a round of screaming from the entire family at the table…
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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 2:32:20 GMT
====================
Match Two
====================  As Crab Ring Goon made his way to the ring, he high fived the hands of the fans that wished so, even hugging a fan that had a sign stating that “Crab Rights are Human Rights'', he got into the ring and cut a promo about how he feels like he’s up for a fight! So anyone in the back that was daring enough should step up and come out to the ring, which one brave soul by the name of Joey Jakobson did, Crab Ring Goon towered over Joey, and from the opening bell it was a one sided contest, throwing Joey around the ring with suplex after suplex after suplex like he weighed nothing, eventually leveling the smaller man with The Crabhammer (Discus Lariat), followed by dragging him into the corner, and flattening him with the Crab (Pan)Cake (Vader Bomb) for the 1, 2, 3!
Winner: The Crab Ring Goon via pinfall at 1:41 ====================
BACKSTAGE
==================== The scene comes up backstage with Sela-Rica Lark, in her ring gear, arms folded and unamused. There's a good pause as she takes in a deep breath and seems yo get a glazed look on her face for a moment.Sela Rica-Lark: I was supposed to fight Katelin tonight, supposed to advance in the tournament. I very nearly would have been left off the show entirely if I had just let that stand. Anyone else of course would be in the ring bragging about being stronger than Katelin, better than her, for being here no matter what it was they have been through. Anyone else would use this to demand their advancement since Katelin did not make it tonight instead of being fine with rescheduling.There's a beat of time before one side of Sela's lips curls up.Sela Rica-Lark: But I'm not anyone else.Sela slowly breaks into a full sadistic grin as her arms come up behind her head. She chuckles maniacally as she begins to sway in place.Sela Rica-Lark: I AM THE UNDERGROUND QUEEN! I don't just accept that nonsense. Which unfortunately is why my opponent tonight is going to be whatever Ding Dong has the courage to step into the ring with me.Sela snaps at the camera and laughs again.Sela Rica-Lark: I'll have to content myself with that. But it's for the best. We don't want me going after the intern again after all.Another evil chuckle as her head lolls with her movement.Sela Rica-Lark: For this appeasement, I promise what I do tonight will be quick, but I cannot promise it will be painless. No, in fact it will actually be very painful. And Katelin, remember that once again I show you this respect. Something you seem incapable of.Sela's head suddenly snaps to face the camera, her face now a psychotic glare.Sela Rica-Lark: You and I will meet at the next scheduled time if I have to tear down your very home and family to do it. Enjoy the reprieve. I will be out there, proving my worth over yours.There's another smirk before she lashes at the camera which falls to the floor. As it comes to a rest, Sela is heard cackling and then seen falling to the floor herself. She rolls around a little before she looks at the camera one more time. Her echoing laugh is the last thing heard before the scene fades out.
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Match Three
==================== The bell rings and the crowd gets going, ready for this match to start. It’s not exactly the match they were expecting, given circumstances. That much is clear, even on Sela-Rica Lark’s face as she stands in the corner with a fire in her eyes. Meanwhile, across the ring in the other corner, Ding Dong Dos comes out, towards the center, trying to get the crowd even more amped up. He starts clapping his hands over his head and tries getting the crowd to chant along with him. Ding Dong Dos: “Los Ding Dongs kick your ass! Los Ding Dongs kick your face! Los Ding Dongs kick your balls into outer spa–” BOOM!!! Ding Dong Dos gets leveled with a Spear from Sela-Rica Lark, taking him to the mat hard! Sela immediately goes into a mount and starts throwing elbows across Dos’ head. He tries, in vain, to cover up but Sela just holds him by the mask and keeps laying into him, over and over and over! Only when it becomes clear that she has hold of the mask itself, does the referee call her off, starting a five count. Sela releases Dos and gets up in the referee’s face, baring her teeth. It’s obvious she’s absolutely livid that her tournament match with Katelin Descarrilado has been put on hold while Katelin awaits medical clearance. Unfortunately, it appears that Ding Dong Dos is going to be the catalyst for her rage tonight. Ding Dong Dos starts getting up to his feet as Sela turns her attention back to him. He takes one step towards the ropes before she rushes in and takes him down with a nasty Chop Block! Dos goes down, clutching at his knee before reaching for the ropes but Sela grabs that hand and guides him up to his feet. Sela twists Dos’ arm around and hits him with a shoulder breaker. Once. Twice. Three times. Four times. Five times! Finally, she lets him go and Dos grabs his shoulder, stumbling back into the ropes. He staggers back towards Sela and winds up right in the path of an Enziguri right across the head, sending him to the mat like a tree. Sela stalks her opponent like a wolf on a wounded deer, hitting the ropes and running in with a big knee to the ribs, going right into Draw Suffering (her signature series of knee strikes). Sela drives her knee into Dos’ ribs repeatedly, getting angrier and more violent as she does to the point she screams out with each strike. Ding Dong Dos manages to grab the ropes nearby, forcing the break. Sela keeps going until the count of 4 before letting go. As soon as Dos lets go of the ropes and starts trying to crawl to his feet, however, she’s on him again, straddling his back and starts laying in with Pain For Pleasure (Trapped headbutts to the base of the neck). The referee can’t do anything here as Dos can’t reach the ropes but, eventually, Sela lets up on the assault, pushing her hair out of her face to reveal the absolute wild intensity in her eyes. Finally, she picks him up to his feet and hits Just For Fun (Snapmare Neckbreaker)! Sela goes for the cover. ONE!
TWO!
THR–!
SELA BREAKS THE COUNT?!Shaking her head, Sela moves around behind Ding Dong Dos and locks in Playtime Over (Bite of the Dragon). Dos flails his arms, trying to get free but it’s barely a few seconds of the move being locked in before he desperately taps, awarding Sela the submission. The referee calls for the bell then has to pull Sela-Rica Lark off. She lets go of Ding Dong Dos and yanks her arm away from the referee when he tries to raise it for her victory. Sela looks around at the crowd, snarling like an angry predator before rolling out of the ring and storming towards the back. Winner: Sela-Rica Lark via submission at 3:47 |
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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 3:08:04 GMT
==================== BACKSTAGE ====================
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross is standing next to Amy Porter in the interview area backstage.
Amy Porter: I am standing here with “Enforcer” Anthony Cross.
There is a chorus of boos ringing throughout the arena.
Amy Porter: As we all know Anthony, you are in a big match in the XIX World Title tournament against the good Reverend Martin West…
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross: Good Reverend? Shall we really get into a discussion about the purity of the clergy?
Anthony looks over at Amy and rolls his eyes.
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross: I can really appreciate someone’s quest to be a good and decent person but Martin as much as you would hate to admit it we both know the truth. The truth of the matter is that greed is the most honest thing someone could ever be because we all have to look out for number one above all else. It is why you are looking out for your own interest in becoming the first ever XIX World Heavyweight Champion. So can you really try to pass off the purity of the cloth over the purity of greed? If you do, it is complete and utter bullshit. By the end of the night I will be the one advancing in the XIX World Title tournament to fulfill my greed by becoming World Champion once again.
Out of the corner of his eye, something catches his eye, as the newest XIX signee, Angel Kash comes walking up to Anthony.
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross: Angel, what are you doing here?
Angel Kash: After you're done tonight give me a call. I’d like to have a chat with you.
Angel walks away as Anthony nods his head.
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BACKSTAGE
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We flash to a darkened room backstage where there’s just enough lighting to make out the visage of Marcus Uriah Dunne pacing back and forth in his full ring and entrance gear, sans his face mask. He paces, rubbing his hands together with a sense of irritation to his body language.
MUD: “I told them…I told them…I told ‘em all. I told every one of ‘em… Every… Fucking… One.”
He drags his hands down his face then pushes his mess of hair out of his face, giving a growling sigh as he trembles with what can only be presumed as unbridled rage.
MUD: “I told everyone here in XIX that I wasn’t coming here to fucking play. I told everyone that I came here to spill blood and sweat…maybe some tears too, but sure as shit not any of my own. I came here to fight. I came here to win. I didn’t come here to make friends, and I sure as hell…did not…come here…to FUCKING DANCE!!”
With that, his voice reaches a booming volume throughout the room he’s in as he snaps towards the camera, staring at the viewers with wild eyes.
MUD: “Some people might have realized that after watching me beat Kelly Michaels’ ass at 100 Seconds To Midnight. Then there’s you…Marcello Vitale. You wanna come into the lion’s den wearing costumes and talking about dancing. You wanna talk to ME about un-fucking-predictability!”
Marcus jerks his finger towards himself, seething through his teeth.
MUD: “If that’s your idea of unpredictability, pal? I’ve got some bad news for you. It ain’t enough. Because in the past weeks that I’ve been studying you to get ready for tonight, the only thing I can’t predict is which Halloween outfit you’re gonna walk to that ring in. It’s different. I’ll give you that. It’s different. Shit, man! It’s been working, obviously! You made it this far! But it’s not enough…”
Marcus raises an index finger to the camera, shaking his head.
MUD: “Uh-uh. The kind of unpredictability you need to bring to this table has to be greater than–”
Marcus suddenly grabs the camera and drives his head right at the screen. There’s a cracking sound and the view becomes somewhat distorted yet remains clear enough so we can see a thin trickle of blood down his forehead.
MUD: “--what I fucking bring! Are you willing to put your body on the line? You willing to put yourself through hell to make it past me? You willing to put yourself through unimaginable pain to make it to the end and become the first XIX World Champion? Show me. Stop talking about dancing, stop talking about parties, and show me how bad of a motherfucker you really are under those costumes! Because tonight, you’d better believe - just as YOU said - that the blood is gonna flow…”
Marcus leans in closer to the cracked camera lens. He reaches up and smears the thin trickle of blood across one side of his face, with an unhinged growl.
MUD: “...Like a fucking river!”
Marcus palms the camera lens with his hand and the screen turns to static.
==================== Match Four ====================
 MUD and Vitale start the match by locking up, with Vitale quickly getting the upper hand with a Kata Hajime! He transitions into a Cobra Clutch, before running across the ring for a Bulldog! MUD is able to escape, however, pushing Vitale into the corner! He charges after him, looking for a Corner Lariat, but Vitale dodges, leaving MUD to hit the corner alone! Vitale comes back at him, hitting a European Uppercut to MUD! He capitalizes by running to the opposite corner, hitting a second European Uppercut to MUD! He runs back to the opposite corner, possibly looking for a third! But MUD catches up with him, clubbing him with a Clothesline in the corner! He Irish Whips Vitale into the opposite corner, before running back up to him and hitting him with a second Corner Clothesline! MUD pulls Vitale out of the corner, looking to cap off his attack with a Short-Arm Clothesline! But Vitale ducks underneath it, getting MUD in position for a Tiger Suplex! Vitale goes to lift, but MUD gives him all his weight, refusing to go up for the move! He scathes him off with a well placed boot right above his knee that sends him kneeling! MUD hits the ropes, before catching him with a Sliding Forearm that sends him to the mat in earnest! MUD pops up now, hitting a Snap Elbow Drop onto Vitale before going for the cover!
ONE…!
Kick out by Vitale! MUD gets him to his feet, before throwing him into the ropes with an Irish Whip! Vitale returns to MUD, who attempts to catch him off guard with a Kitchen Sink! Vitale is a lot more prepared however, launching himself over the impending knee of MUD and somersaulting to the mat! He pops right back up to his feet, right in the line of sight of a very surprised MUD! He approaches Vitale, only to be caught full on in the temple with a whopping Spinning Roundhouse Kick! MUD staggers back, before falling through the middle rope! This was a trap, however, with MUD pulling himself back up and landing at a vertical base in the ring, before attempting to level Vitale with a Discus Lariat! Vitale ducks underneath, however, getting MUD in position and finally nailing him with the Tiger Suplex that eluded him earlier! He isn’t done however, keeping the arms hooked and getting MUD right back up to hit a second Tiger Suplex! He again keeps the arms hooked, getting up and hitting him with a THIRD Tiger Suplex, this time launching him across the ring! He caps off his attack, climbing to the top rope and launching himself onto MUD with a 450 Splash! Vitale with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by MUD! Vitale doesn’t give up on the aerial strategy however, getting to the top rope before running along and jumping off for Little Italy’s Kiss! But MUD gets the knees up, cutting into the ribs of Vitale! MUD cuts straight to the chase now, getting Vitale in position for Muddied Waters! But Vitale refuses to go up, instead managing to throw MUD to the mat with a Back Body Drop! He catches MUD as he gets to his feet, getting him position before dropping him with CAPO TEMPESTA!! MUSCLE BUSTER CONNECTS!! Vitale with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by MUD! Vitale gets him up, looking for The Yellow Light of Death! But MUD reverses, catching Vitale in the midsection with a set of clubbing blows and hunching him over! MUD finally gets him in position and drops him with MUDDIED WATERS!! TIGER DRIVER CONNECTS!! MUD with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
Winner: Marcus Uriah Dunne via pinfall at 15:34
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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 3:41:13 GMT
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BACKSTAGE
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We find ourselves in a backstage locker room where Reverend Martin West is finishing a cigarette. He takes one final drag before dropping it to the floor and stomping it out.
Martin West: Hey there, everyone. I figured it was about time I really properly introduced myself. I know a lot of assumptions are made about folks who wear this collar and I wanted to set the record straight on a few things. I’m not here to tell you all you’re a bunch of sinners and you’re going to the hot place downstairs. I’m not asking you all to convert to my faith, I happen to believe that even if you aren’t a believer that so long as you are a good person and genuinely regret and seek to atone for the bad things you do that you get to take the express elevator up when all is said and done and if you’re in love with someone the same gender as you? The only thing I have to offer as a response is my card if you want someone to officiate your wedding and any of the folks who tell you that’s a sin and you’re evil? I think those people don’t actually get to go up no matter how bad they think they deserve to.
Martin removes his suit jacket and puts it on a hanger, hanging it up in one of the locker spaces behind him while also grabbing a roll of athletic tape.
Martin West: Maybe I’ll throw a verse or two of the Good Book or story at you every now and then but trust me, there’s a difference between being a preacher and being ‘preachy’ and I definitely don’t want to come across as that.
Martin unbuttons the sleeves of his black dress shirt and rolls them up to his forearms. Martin unfurls a small bit of the tape and begins to tape his hands.
Martin West: Now this Anthony Cross guy. Big fella. Strong fella. In fact we’re really finding ourselves in quite a David and Goliath situation. Now any other Reverend will tell you that is a story of how Faith can overcome anything and while that is true… that summary ignores an important part of this. Faith is not a crutch. I am not walking into this battle unprepared because I believe that God will do all the work for me. The thing people ignore is that David was real real good at using that Sling. He went out and the five best stones he could find to take down that giant and all of those muscles didn’t make a lick of difference because David was such a good shot. Got him right in the center of the forehead.
Martin finishes wrapping one hand and moves on to the other.
Martin West: My Faith does not mean I get up every day thinking that life is going to be handed to me. I wake up every day and I pray that the Lord gives me the Love and the Strength to be a good Father to my child but I don’t then go up to little Penny and say ‘I don’t have to make you breakfast this morning, I left a voicemail with Big Guy upstairs and he’s gonna sort out all the Dad stuff out.’ By that same token I have Faith that I can beat Anthony Cross but I haven’t just been sitting around and praying that I can beat him. I know what he’s capable of. I’ve seen what he can do but as all of you have seen now? I can scrap. Walker Hill is a good fighter and as far as I can tell? A good man. He has my respect and I felt a little bad having to knock him out of this tournament so early. As far as Anthony goes? I’ve seen him in other companies. Throwing his weight around and picking on smaller folks. So maybe….I’m not gonna feel quite as bad giving you a Come-To-Jesus Moment. It’d mean the world to me to be able to win this Title and bring it home to my little girl and make her think her daddy is some kinda superhero.
Martin finishes taping both hands. He gives his knuckles a crack and throws a few light jabs before also giving his neck a crack. Clerical collar and hands taped like a boxer. It’s quite a look.
Martin West: You’re big, Anthony. Big and strong and tough… and I may not have all those fancy glamour muscles you have but I’ve been practicing with my sling. I’ve picked out the very best stones. I’m ready to take my shot. See you out there.
Martin gives us the sign of the cross with his hands.
Martin West: In the name of The Father, and of The Son, and of The Holy Ghost. Amen.
The camera fades out as Martin starts to get a good stretch in. ====================
Match Five
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The match begins with Bellamy and Trinity locking up, only for Bellamy to push Trinity back into the corner, like the jerk she is. Trinity gets back to her feet and quickly goes for a lariat onto Bellamy, who ducks the line, Trinity runs the ropes and comes back with a big running swinging neckbreaker that catches Bellamy by surprise! Trinity makes a quick cover but only gets a quick two count. Trinity is back on the offence though, quickly picking up Bellamy, shooting her into the corner and charging in, looking for the double knees in the corner, but Bellamy is able to reverse it! Trinity gets hung up in the corner as Bellamy catches her with a nasty looking backstabber! Bellamy stays on the offensive for another few minutes, keeping the pressure up and working on the back of Trinity Thompson. Shooting her off the ropes and hitting her with a nasty looking tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Bellamy hooks the leg but only gets a two count for her troubles. Frustrated, Bellamy picks Trinity up by her hair, with the referee telling her off for doing so. Bellamy looked for the “Just Like Old Times” but Trinity was able to counter it! Bellamy ended up twisting right around, directly into the Knee-Jerk! Trinity was slow to make the cover, but she eventually hooks the leg! One…
Two…
! Kickout at two! Trinity can’t believe it, neither can the audience. Trinity looks around in disbelief, before going and climbing the turnbuckles, calling Bellamy to her feet, which she slowly does, with Ryng DaBelle coming closer to ask if she’s okay to continue the match, this is when Trinity Thompson leaps off the ropes, looking for a diving crossbody! BUT BELLAMY PULLED RYNG DABELLE INTO THE WAY! Trinity collides with Ryng Dabelle, rolling off of him as they hit the mat, Trinity is quick to check on the referee, before turning around right around into an attempted shot with brass knucks by Bellamy, but Trinity ducks it! Shooting off the ropes and nailing Bellamy with another Knee-Jerk! Trinity is quick to drag Bellamy towards the corner, before hitting the Holy Trinity! Trinity hooks both legs as Ryng Dabelle makes a slow count! ONE…
TWO…
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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 4:15:10 GMT
==================== Match Six====================  “The Reverend” Martin West meets “Enforcer” Anthony Cross in the center of the ring. They lock-up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up and Cross throws West like he’s nothing towards the far corner. West lands with a thud on his ass and Cross moves menacingly towards the smaller man. West staggers up and Cross crushes him into the corner with a big clothesline. West starts to fall out of the corner and Cross catches him for a spinning belly to belly suplex, holding for the cover on impact with the mat. West kicks out. Cross goes to mount West and West rolls into a cradle. Cross kicks out. Cross gets to his feet and goes to pull West in for a powerbomb. As he elevates the Reverend, West rolls through into what amounts to a sunset flip. Cross kicks out without a count and rises up for a big lariat attempt. West ducks it and jumps into the Penance rear naked choke. Cross staggers about trying to peel West off his back before he can sink the hold in perper. West holds on for dear life as Cross thrashes about, trying to throw the smaller man off him. West manages to keep his grip and Cross backs into the corner, smashing the Reverend against the turnbuckles. Cross spins into a big clothesline and then allows West to fall face first to the mat. Cross tries for the Omerta on the mat but West rolls him into a cradle. Cross kicks out. West rolls away and pulls himself up on the ropes, Cross gets up and charges like an angry bull that’s just seen red waving at him. West ducks under the arm and runs to the ropes, coming off with the Absolution lariat. Cross goes down and West tries for a cover. Seeming to take forever, West crawls over and throws an arm onto Cross. Cross rolls into the LaBell Lock. West flops about like a fish pulled out of a river and gets a foot on the ropes. The referee calls for the break and Cross gioves it, dragging West to his feet as he does so. West starts firing crazy punches, eventually landing the Come To Jesus Moment shot and Cross starts to go down from the surprise strike landing flush on his chin. West hooks Cross up and hits the Baptism piledriver. West covers. 1! 2! 3!Winner: Reverend Martin West via pinfall at 11:37 ==================== Match Seven ====================
This match begins like any other would, with Peter going for a lock up, but Jasmine is having none of it. Dordging the attempt and going behind him, as Peter spins around he's caught with The Strike! Out on his knees, Jasmine takes off the ropes, coming in and connecting with The Ice Cold, before standing over Peter, placing her foot over his chest as the referee begins the count.
One... Two... Three!
Winner: Jasmine Matthews via pinfall at 0:58
==================== EARLIER ====================
We open up to a darkened room. A small table is set up in the pools of lights from a handful of candles. Two of them were affixed, via melted wax, to skulls. Between those sit a pair of wolf skulls. They were adorned with intricate patterns and stone embellishments. From behind the altar walks up both Lana Corvin and Jamie Emmerson, the Daughters of Darkness. They are in their ring gear, with cloaks draped over their shoulders. While Lana appears ever so focused, hardened in her gaze, Jamie’s gaze seems almost off in her own world, despite her being the first one to speak.
Jamie Emmerson: Here at last…the night all have eagerly awaited. We, the Daughters of Darkness…and they, the Wolves of Legion…
She pauses for just a moment before her head cranes and she looks directly into the camera, eyebrows lifting with her hands as she makes quotation marks with her fingers.
Jamie Emmerson: ”Wolves.” Creatures…children of the night…yet these “wolves” have been all but silent under the solstice moon. No love…no howls…no song for the Goddess. Naught but the soft sound of…little crickets….
As she continues to speak on their opponents for tonight’s main event, she looks all around her, up above as if trying to listen for something. One hand idly motions around until she reaches her mention of crickets to which she begins to “whistle” to impersonate crickets chirping.
Jamie Emmerson: Speak to us Danae…Kassandra… Do you possess the bite to make up for where you have failed to sing your wolves’ song…?
Once again, her head does that eerie, jerky snap and she looks at the camera again.
Jamie Emmerson: ...Or have you lost your fangs just as well..?
Jamie slowly grins, a small one at first that eventually spreads wider to the point it’s almost unnerving. With a giggle, she steps back and proceeds to dance in a circle with her arms out while turning the floor over to Lana Corvin. Lana had stood ominously still with her arms crossed as she watched and listened to Jamie. She unfolded her arms and smirked.
Lana Corvin: You have made a grave mistake, So-called Wolves of Legion. All wolves owe praise and song to Hecate. It matters not where or who they think they belong to. They all owe that tribute. You, two mangey mongrels, have been negligent.
Lana waves a finger back and forth while shaking her head and making a tisking sound.
Lana Corvin: Did you think that it would go unnoticed? That she would not realize? She was more than aware. She was angered. So here we are, you, looking across the field at us. Her favored and her champion. Two souls bound together. Two of her most devout. We are the arbiters of your punishment.
That trademark Corvin smirk crept onto Lana’s lips.
Lana Corvin: And that punishment is a simple one. To allow you to come within inches of greatness and then snatch it away from you. To remind you that you’re out of your depth. That failure to offer proper tribute will not go unpunished.
Lana once again crosses her arms. Her stare intensifies.
Lana Corvin: You are doomed to fail, Wolves. A Corvin’s first career title is always a tag title. The Daughters of Darkness were destined to be here in this match. You are here as a punishment. Remember it, so we don’t have to repeat this. But please do prepare if you think it will help. And yes, you will need all the help you can get. Because at RIOT…
Jamie Emmerson: Darkness Falls.
The pair grin and stare into the camera as the scene fades.
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Post by Kasey Kash on Jan 10, 2022 5:41:02 GMT
==================== Main Event====================  The cameras fade back from the promo with The Wolves of Legion already having made their entrance, doing a pose in the ring as the arena lights go out, with the intro to “All The Things She Said” by Violet Orlandi ft. Halocene starting up. A pair of purple spotlights illuminate the entranceway. Lana Corvin and Jamie Emmerson, The Daughters of Darkness, are each standing there, each in a spotlight. Lana has her black furry entrance coat on and Jamie has her leather jacket, black crown, and black roses. All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head Running through my head All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head All the things she said (all the things she said) This is not enough (enough, enough, enough) The pair look at each other and smile. They start to stroll towards the ring. Jamie looks around as Lana jaw-jacks and talks shit back to fans giving them both shit. The pair laugh together at one of Lana’s better insults to a fan. The pair make it to ringside and climb the ring steps. I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost If I'm asking for help it's only because Being with you has opened my eyes Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?
I keep asking myself, wondering how I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out Want to fly to a place where it's just you and me Nobody else so we can be free Nobody else so we can be free Lana holds the ropes open for Jamie who enters through the bottom and middle ropes. Lana then steps through between the top and middle ropes. The pair circle the ring in opposite directions and meet back up in the middle. Lana throws the top of her coat back throwing her arms out to the side as Jamie stands next to her with a knowing little smirk on her face. The pair then head to their corner and prepare for the match. Which begins with Lana and Danae locking up, with Lana pushing her into a neutral corner. With the ref breaking the hold, Danae goes for a strike but is caught by Lana with a nasty looking enziguri that staggers her into the corner, with Lana keeping on the offensive, charging in and hitting Danae with a leaping high knee in the corner! Danae falls out of the corner and to the mat as Lana makes the cover, only getting a one count. Lana immediately picks Danae up and shoots her into her corner, tagging in Jamie then snapmares Danae into a sitting position. Lana hits a spine kick while Jamie runs off the ropes or a basement dropkick immediately afterwards, hookinh the leg again but only getting a quick one count. This quick tag offence of The Daughters of Darkness continues for another few minutes, with Danae on the recieving end of this. That is until Jamie has a slingblade reversed into a scoop slam! The referee starts his double down count, as Jamie makes the hot tag, Danae does the same, with Kassandra coming in like a house on fire, forearm after forearm, dropping Lana. She then picks Lana up, hits her with a leaping enziguri that staggers her, before dropping her with a kneecap brainbuster! She hooks the leg but the count gets broken up by Jamie! As Jamie gets back to her feet, Danae lariats her out of the ring, picking Lana up in a bearhug, and telling Kassandra to get up and go to the top, which she does! As she reaches the top rope, however, she gets pushed off the top rope by The Black Metal Witch, sending her crashing into Danae! Danae rolls out of the ring as Lana picks Kassandra up, slingshotting her legs off the ropes, with the pair drilling her with the Hecate’s Judgement! The make the cover and get a super... super close two count. Lana picks Kassandra up again, shooting her into the corner, but as she comes charging in, Kassandra hits her with a big boot, and as Jamie comes in she gets her with a back elbow, tagging out to Danae, who's back up on the apron, she hits Jamie with a big boot that sends her out of the ring, and connects with a Falcons Arrow onto Lana, who is able to get the shoulder up at two. The Wolves are visibly frustrated at this point. Picking Lana up, with Danae tagging out to Kassandra again, shooting Lana off the ropes and looking to connect with a double big boot, but as Lana comes back, she rolls under the boots of the pair, Danae gets hit with the Athame from behind by Jamie! Kassandra see's this, turns to face Lana but gets caught with the Through the Veil! Lana's quick to pick her up, as she hits Kassandra with The Glorifier! She hooks the legs!
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TWO...!
THREE!
Winners: The Daughters of Darkness via pinfall at 23:10, and FIRST EVER XIX Tag Team Champions. |
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